Friday, August 20, 2010
Oh Pickles, My Pickles
I always thought it was a myth that many pregnant women craved pickles. Well, I haven't necessarily craved them but I thought I would give them a go after reading online that they can help settle the stomach. I know, I really kind of doubted it but it was worth a shot. So I tried some colby cheese (the only kind in the house) with a pickle and guess what?! I'm in love with PICKLES! I ate the rest of the jar in that one sitting. I still don't exactly crave them now but they were surprisingly refreshing. I'm excited to buy more and eat them tomorrow. Yum! Well, I guess that all depends if I can hold these ones down. Hopefully the blast off will be a no go so I can go on with my shopping plans. : D Oh, and as for the stomach, not exactly a calming technique but it is still functioning.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
The Mystery of Trials
The one thing I can't stop thinking about right now is how blessed we are. My heart feels so overwhelmed with these blessings. I often think to myself, "Why me? Why do I get all of these blessings when others are suffering so much?" I think of my sister who has never been able to give birth to a healthy baby that has lived. Why do I get to experience this joy when she has yearned, waited, and prayed for it for over 10 years? A lesson from a quote given by Elder Maxwell (I think) comes to my mind. The lesson being that every family experiences their fair share of trials although they may be different and feel different; however, the Lord needs families who are stable so to be able to support those who are in crisis. He then said that this usually happens in a rotating basis.
My mother and I have had an ongoing conversation lately. The theme being that everyone wants something that they don't have. Whether it be a couple yearning for a child or a mother yearning for a righteous son. My mother yearns for my father and knows it will still be a while yet before she'll be safely in his arms. Many yearn for good health. As human beings, we all have that one feeling in common even if it is on different levels and in different ways. We all have that feeling of yearning and our challenge, our test, on earth is to have joy and peace. Seems like a silly test until those yearning aches fill the fibers of the body and echo a type of loneliness and despair often void of the Savior and soaked with the adversary. Even the Savior himself felt this when he gasped, "My lord my God, why has thou forsaken me?" I wonder if our Savior felt peace or joy on the cross? What do you think? Is it possible to feel peace or joy on our own crosses in life? Keep in mind that the Savior did not have the Savior on the cross. I mean that in the most sacred way because it puts into prospective the fact that we always have access to our Savior and his gracious atonement.
-Pamela
My mother and I have had an ongoing conversation lately. The theme being that everyone wants something that they don't have. Whether it be a couple yearning for a child or a mother yearning for a righteous son. My mother yearns for my father and knows it will still be a while yet before she'll be safely in his arms. Many yearn for good health. As human beings, we all have that one feeling in common even if it is on different levels and in different ways. We all have that feeling of yearning and our challenge, our test, on earth is to have joy and peace. Seems like a silly test until those yearning aches fill the fibers of the body and echo a type of loneliness and despair often void of the Savior and soaked with the adversary. Even the Savior himself felt this when he gasped, "My lord my God, why has thou forsaken me?" I wonder if our Savior felt peace or joy on the cross? What do you think? Is it possible to feel peace or joy on our own crosses in life? Keep in mind that the Savior did not have the Savior on the cross. I mean that in the most sacred way because it puts into prospective the fact that we always have access to our Savior and his gracious atonement.
-Pamela
Morning, Afternoon, and Evening Sickness
Yesterday I weighed myself and found that I have lost 5 pounds over the last few weeks. I know this can't be good for the baby but I have no appetite. Food smells make me gag, dry heave, or throw-up; therefore, cooking food can be quite the task. Yesterday, John and I went to Costco hoping to find something that would spark my interest. We bought trail mix and several different types of fruits and vegetables. Right now, none of those sound remotely interesting. So I'll have to use the force feeding technique. I keep ginger-ale close to me always because it seems to be the only thing that cures the nausea and upset stomachs. You know, even with all of this sickness, I can't complain. I feel so happy right now and so completely blessed to have this child grow within me.
Yesterday John was telling me that he felt a little sick at work. I asked him if he was pregnant too and he responded, "Yeah!" We laughed pretty hard and he said, "Honey, I have so much respect for you!" I often imagine John holding our little one for the first time in his arms. He's always so good tempered with a grin on his face, but I imagine his smile to be more meaningful at this moment, and I know without a doubt he'll cry. This future snapshot keeps me happy and occupied when I'm thinking selfishly and doing the "poor me" pout. (I hate when I think negatively and complain because I know its so ungrateful. Especially after all that God has given me.) John really will be the world's greatest dad. I hope our son or daughter will inherit his amazing character.
-Pamela
Yesterday John was telling me that he felt a little sick at work. I asked him if he was pregnant too and he responded, "Yeah!" We laughed pretty hard and he said, "Honey, I have so much respect for you!" I often imagine John holding our little one for the first time in his arms. He's always so good tempered with a grin on his face, but I imagine his smile to be more meaningful at this moment, and I know without a doubt he'll cry. This future snapshot keeps me happy and occupied when I'm thinking selfishly and doing the "poor me" pout. (I hate when I think negatively and complain because I know its so ungrateful. Especially after all that God has given me.) John really will be the world's greatest dad. I hope our son or daughter will inherit his amazing character.
-Pamela
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